After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn - Chapter 153

Mingying’s business spreads all over the world, and even the Shui Clan needs to rely on her to exchange supplies with the immortals.

Merchants on the sea generally buy pearls and shark yarn from the shark people in the far sea, and by the way, buy some rare treasures on the islands in the sea. For these things, Mingying didn’t need to go there in person.

However, when the caravan going out of the Alibao Pavilion was wading into the sea, it first discovered a strange island surrounded by blood fog. Its traces were uncertain, ghosts shimmering, and outsiders could not enter. Later, the blood fog was suspected of expanding and had faintly affected the Alibao Pavilion. Business route.

Mingying’s trip was to find out this matter.

However, when she tried to get into the blood fog, things went in an unexpected direction.

The dignified young man of Mochizuki City, a wealthy, proud young girl who has the same side as all young girls-she is afraid of ghosts.

The lonely ship stopped in the **** fog, and there was no one on deck.

The girl shrank in the quilt, her face pale, her hands that clenched the magic weapon kept trembling.

The cabinet in the corner suddenly moved.

Mingying Huarong paled and screamed: “You, don’t come over! I have a match!”

“My master is a Taoist priest of Gushan, and I still know a monk. If you dare to scare me, I, I will call them to save you!”

The girl threatened fiercely, looking super fierce!

A faint sigh sounded, the cabinet was suddenly opened, Mingying didn’t even want to throw a charm into the corner.

“Junior Sister, keep people!” The figure rolled around expertly, avoiding a thunderstorm, and shouted, “It’s me!”

Mingying stared at him blankly, eyes full of tears, as if going back to many years ago, the sky was full of wind and sand, evil beasts were ferocious, and the boy in Tsing Yi stood in front of her holding a sword. It was a clear back, but it made her feel as reliable as a mountain.

Unprepared, the hard armor was removed, and a curtain of Tsing Yi was hit in his soft heart.

Mingying threw herself into Zhao Jian’s arms and cried, “Why did you come here!”

Zhao Jianyi: “I’ve been here long ago, I just didn’t dare to come out for fear that you would hit me.”

Mingying was so angry that he pinched his arm, grinning in pain, and yelling.

After such a fuss, Mingying’s timidity has been reduced a lot, so he glared at him and asked, “How did you get on the boat?”

Zhao Jian put a ghost mask on her face, transformed into a Pingting maid, and bowed to her Shi Shiran, “I am worried about you, so I turned into Xiaohong and came up.”

Mingying’s mouth was flat, and she wanted to cry, “changing to look like a master.”

Zhao Jianyi: “Hey?”

Mingying said: “You become a master, I am not so scared anymore.”

Zhao Jian was happy in his heart, “Well, I know this well!”

He held Mingying and came to the deck again. The ship was surrounded by blood fog, and there was nothing to see.

“Yingzi, are you saying that the people on the ship have disappeared somehow?”

Mingying nodded, tugging at the corners of his clothes, “What a hero who pretends to be a ghost.”

Zhao Jian flashed the lamp, looked at the lines of blood on the ship’s board, and sighed: “Even if they were heroes before, I am afraid they are all cold now. I have seen this blood mist once before.”

“Is it the time you brought the little junior sister back?”

Zhao Jian nodded a little, “The longer the blood mist stays, the more dangerous it is. Let’s go out in a Yanjia boat.”

“No!” Mingying shook her head, looked at the rolling mist, and refused: “I don’t want to go in, there are ghosts in there!”

Zhao Jianyi smiled helplessly: “Don’t be afraid, I will protect you.”

Mingying thought, if you are repairing a device, when you encounter danger, what else can you do besides throwing out a few Yanjia?

But in her heart, she was still very touched.

Zhao Jian slid the sword out of one sleeve, and Tsing Yi fluttered.

Mingying circled him and sighed: “You really look good when you pretend to be a master.”

Zhao Jianyi proudly said: “Of course, look, this is perfect!” He skillfully pulled a sword flower, raised his eyebrows and smiled, “Does it look like?”

Mingying: “It’s so alike!”

The blood mist rolled violently, as if something was about to break through the mist, and the cold air filled.

Mingying immediately grabbed the corner of his clothes, not daring to look forward.

Zhao Jianyi comforted: “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, we have specialization in industry, we are the most professional in ghost hunting in Gushan.”

Foggy, two young women floated hand in hand.

Mingying yelled and plunged into Zhao Jian’s arms.

Zhao Jian made a strong composure and grasped the sword in his hand.

When the two female ghosts saw them, they bowed down and knelt on the ground, crying in tears, “Gongong!”

Zhao Jianyi was a little dazed, his sword trembling, like a moonlight swaying, “You…”

The little girl with pink lips raised her head and asked, “Gongong, have you forgotten Ziyan and Yingqiu?”

Zhao Jian thought to himself that Master used to travel around the world and saved countless people. It is not unusual to save these two ghosts casually, but I don’t know how they are related to the blood mist. He retracted the sword back to its sheath and nodded lightly, “Are you trapping my apprentice?”

Yingqiu quickly said: “We don’t know that the nobleman is your apprentice. If we knew it, it wouldn’t be like this.”

Mingying turned her head from Zhao Jian’s arms. She was afraid of ghosts, but not of beautiful female ghosts. “Are you the master of the ghost island?”

Yingqiu knelt on the ground and said respectfully: “Yes, since you rescued us, we have come to the beach and built this island to receive the dead wandering on the sea.”

Mingying asked, “Where are the people on my boat?”

Yingqiu said cautiously: “I used a spell to move them onto other merchant ships and send them all into the bleeding mist.”

Mingying was very angry and laughed, “You pretend to be crazy, make some **** words, and intentionally scare me?”

It’s just scary, it’s too scary to catch only one person, and you can’t just squeeze a sheep.

Xia Ziyan said timidly: “It’s all my idea, please punish me, please.”

Yingqiu quickly said, “No, I did it, it was my fault, and it had nothing to do with her.”

Mingying walked up to them and looked down for a while, “So what are you doing to get the bleeding fog?”

Yingqiu explained that the disputes between the Lords of the Four Seas are getting worse, and many monks want to come here to fish in the muddy waters. In order to protect the ghosts on the island, they can only use the blood fog method taught by Mingluan to surround the ghost island and isolate it from the outside. Communication.

Ghost Island has no intention of participating in the disputes between the aquatic clan or the immortal gate.

So after seeing Mingying leading the fleet into the blood fog, they wanted to frighten the girl who was in charge, in order to behave like you.

Mingying thought for a while, “Take us to your island.”

Zhao Jian grabbed her sleeve and whispered: “Aren’t you afraid of ghosts? Why go to that island?!”

Mingying looked at ease, regaining her original tolerance, and gently shook a folding fan, “What do you know, I want to open up a business route.”

Zhao Jian’s eyes widened, “It doesn’t matter if you do business with the demon, do you still want to do business with the ghost?!”

Mingying: “Of course, otherwise you need talisman paper for materials every day, how can I afford it?”

Zhao Jianyi was ashamed: “Then I will use some cheap materials in the future, you don’t want to go, aren’t you afraid of ghosts?”

Mingying closed the fan and smiled back, “Isn’t there you?”

There was a thud in Zhao Jianyi’s mind, like a firework exploded.

All the sly blood fog and the strange ghost island disappeared, and only this one smiled like a flower in the sky and the earth.

No matter how incomprehensible the rotten wood is blown by the spring breeze, it will give birth to a trembling little flower. He was holding the flower in his heart, and thought to himself, why didn’t he find out before that the junior and sister were so beautiful.

Mingying said: “What do you look at! Open the way for me quickly.”

Zhao Jian said hurriedly: “Okay, okay, you stood behind me, and water splashed on the skirt of the skirt.”

He was willing to be a licking rat like Xiaobai, and he was very happy.

When Huaibo and Peiyu arrived, they saw more than a dozen big ships parked outside the **** fog, and He Shengcai was standing anxiously on the bow. When they saw them, they arched their hands and they almost fell tears—”Xianchang, please Save our eldest lady”

Huaibo helped him up, “What’s this all about?”

He Shengcai said: “As soon as we entered the blood fog, our ship lost its way. Afterwards, without knowing what happened, we returned to the sea inexplicably, and only the lady was still trapped in it.” He sighed, “It turns out. Money can communicate with gods, but cannot communicate with ghosts. The few ghosts in there are scary if they don’t speak any truth, alas.”

Huaibo said, “Isn’t there another sentence, it’s called that being rich can make ghosts push you, don’t be afraid, there is no big problem.”

The two followed the blood mist and the merchant ship to the ghost island. The style of the ghost island is similar to that of the mortal world. There are many houses on the island, the terraces crisscross, the stream is gurgling, the green trees scream, and it is like a paradise on earth.

It’s just that this fairyland-like place, in the eyes of the two of them, is full of ghosts, and even the soil under the island is also condensed by ghosts.

A farmer was walking on the road with a yellow dog, and suddenly saw two tall women standing under a willow tree by the roadside.

“Are you new here?” He greeted him warmly.

Huaibo smiled and walked out of the shade of the trees, the sun shone on the picturesque eyebrows, and the green feathers swayed around his waist, like a bit of blue color, and ten miles of spring water was misty.

The appearance of heaven and man, but so.

The farmer stared blankly, his eyes fixed on Huaibo’s face.

Peiyu was dissatisfied, so she stepped forward to block his amazing eyes.

As a result, the farmers changed from looking dull to being completely stupid, with water coming out of their bodies, and their clothes dripping with wet clothes. He recovered and quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, the two are just like immortals, and I become the original form when I get excited.”

Huaibo shook his head, his expression gentle, “It’s okay.”

The farmer looked at them, “You two such young and beautiful girls, how can you… God really doesn’t have eyes!”

“People are mortal.” Huaibo sighed.

The farmer also sighed, “Girl, since you are new here, I will take you to the owner of the island to register. But today, the owner of the island greets the distinguished guests and has no time to deal with affairs, so you go to my house first.”

Huaibo thanked him, and smiled back at Peiyu: “Let’s go with him.”

Peiyu pondered his words and carefully asked: “Master, the blood mist on the sea…”

With soft eyes, Huaibo looked at the farmer working in the field, the woman with a veil by the river, and the dangling children on the flute of the buffalo, “It’s them.”

The blood fog was born of the deepest resentment in the world, but at this time it was used to protect the ghosts of one party.

When Yingqiu and Xia Ziyan were rescued, she just pityed them for their ill-fated fate, just like poor Shiling who was unable to fight against her destiny.

I never thought that these two scarred girls, who have already experienced the hardships and pains of a lifetime, should do their best to protect other wandering ghosts.

The farmers’ huts are neatly arranged, and there are a few brightly colored dishes on the table, which are cool and not gasping.

He was a little embarrassed to say: “Some dishes I wanted to cook before my daughter-in-law, I made them deliberately, and they couldn’t eat them. At any rate, it was just a thought.

The farmer said with a smile: “We ghosts, we have an accident at sea, our bodies are floating in the sea, we can’t go home, and can’t enter the cycle of reincarnation, we just wander around. Fortunately, there is such a place. Anyway, there is still a thought. .”

The scenes of ghost islands are mostly transformed with ghost energy, not real.

But these ghosts who died at sea and cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation, as long as they have a thought of the mortal world, a place that can be called home, and as long as there is an inch of foothold in this world, they are satisfied and grateful .

The farmer said: “Thanks to the island owner and her wife!”

Huaibo stands against the door, the sun is shining outside the door, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment. It is a paradise.

Who could have imagined that a female ghost who hated this world for three hundred years could create such a place.

An inexplicable relief came to her heart. She dropped a seed at the sludge, and now she has harvested a large lot of lotus.

With the warm wind facing him, Huaibo raised his lips.

Peiyu looked over subconsciously, and met a pair of smiling eyes.

Those eyes are flowing, filled with bright spring light, like a pool of sparkling spring water, and the gentleness of the world is endless.

This world…